The Butterfly Assassin

Prologue – Kill Her

Donney: How many times have I told you that you're too cocky Chelse? It's going to get you killed one day.

Chelsea: Don't worry about me Donney! I've made it out of plenty of sticky situations, this one isn't any different.

Donney, a childhood friend of Chelsea's voice rang in her head as she ran through the forest, disguised as the recently deceased Bors. "What's this...?" There was such an uneasy feeling felt at the pit of her stomach. This feeling was not stranger to Chelsea, as she felt it with the palm of her hand. It throbbed, and churned, and turned, and tickled. "Bors..." That's right, it was her conscience tugging at her. It was guilt she was feeling. Guilt that she was all too familiar with.

Please, make sure that my family is safe...

"How bold..." Chelsea told herself remembering Bors last request, "For him to request to his killer, to protect his family" She rubbed her face, and inside, she smiled bittersweetly. She was smiling at his devotion to his family, but it felt so strange, to feel happy for someone she had sworn revenge upon.

She was hearing voices again, and after a moments pause to try to get them out of her head, she quivered. These voices wouldn't shut up, they would stop for a while, but then come again like waves of the ocean. It was as if the voices of everyone she's killed were haunting her. It drove her nearly insane at first, but as it kept happening over the years, she just got so accustomed to it. Yet, whenever it happened, the strange feeling in the pit of her stomach would always come and go.

"I made a promise" she pressed onward, "And I intend to keep it."

Was this her way of trying to fight her guilt? She didn't know, but something inside her just told her to do it. Despite knowing that Bors was responsible for killing her family, her friends, and her home, part of her felt that she could at least do that much to help him die in peace. She had gotten her revenge, and the request that Bors made was that of an ordinary father, simply requesting that his family live on.

"We all have to decide for ourselves, how much sin we can live with" That quote rang in her head exactly like the first time she heard it. "He lived with so much burden..." Chelsea wondered as she continued through the forest, in hunt of Kurome, "It makes me feel so weak in comparison."

"There!" Her sights were on Kurome, who was sitting on a tree stump eat her candy. Kurome's superhuman senses caused her to turn around and stay alert, but she soon calmed down as she saw Chelsea disguised as Bors.

Quickly, Chelsea said, "Ah! I knew it, it's Kurome!" And with that, her plan, after years and years of lament, had finally begun to take completion.

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Or so she thought. Chelsea's heavy panting was heard as she was running, as fast as she could. "I gouged a vital! I gouged..." She failed in killing Kurome, and had no other option but to run. She clenched her fist, feeling her fingers in her right hand, and then that image of her losing her fingers flashed in her mind.

"That dream..." This same moment came to her in a dream many years back. A dream where she witnessed her own death. However, as time passed, that dream became more and more faded, and actually felt like a dream instead of an omen to her. Her confidence in Gaea Transformation was so great, she thought she was invincible. But now, Gaea Transformation was gone, and all she had left of it was a few lollipops and it's trump card, with which took the form of a bottle of perfume clenched in her left hand. She had no idea what it did because it was never needed, yet, in a desperate situation like this, it was all or nothing.

But before she had the opportunity to use it, one of Kurome's puppets had jumped from behind to block her path before her. As she stood there, frozen, the puppets face had nearly stopped Chelsea's heart from beating. "Natala...?!" she gagged as the face of the man she fell in love with stared at her with intense rage.

She could have done something, but she just stood there from the shock and surprise before Natala hefted his spear and lunged forward. Chelsea reacted as she jumped backward, but it was too late. She felt a sharp pain at her elbow as she witnessed her right arm being severed. Blood splattered out as the dream suddenly felt more and more alive. "This isn't... a dream..." she whispered in desperation to herself.

BANG! The sound of a gun firing was heard as she felt a sharp pain in her side. "At least... I saw that one coming..." She after stepping slightly to the side a fraction of a second before the gun was fired. She felt blood force it's way out of her mouth as she fell backwards.

Her eyes were wide as Chelsea had come to realize, "That wasn't... a dream..."

Natala then proceeded to mount Chelsea and raised his spear as he held her down by the neck. She simply stared into his eyes, confused and shocked as to what was going on. "Ah... I see... So the one who receives retribution is me..." her monologue began. "What happened Natala...? Was I too weak to kill you myself? Was this my fault... that you have to suffer, even while dead? Your smiling face turned to horror as I saw you die at the hand of Kurome..." Chelsea's heart stung as she remembered why she opted to hunt down Kurome. It wasn't just because Kurome was a massive threat, it was because Kurome had taken something so dear to Chelsea away, love. Ever since that day, she had swore at nothing to avenge his death.

"Revenge huh...? Is this what happens when I try to get it?" Chelsea wondered as she began to cry, "These voices, they won't stop..." And then suddenly, she began to see her life flash before her eyes. Then she remembered, how it all started. This path of loss and retribution that she walked along, she began to see it all.

A/N: BAM Hey guys, PlainStoryTeller here and I'm here with a fanfic about, you guessed it, Chelsea! Now if you're someone like me, you know that Chelsea had such potential to be a good part of the Night Raid, but alas, the author decided to off her. I can't blame them, but I can't help but feel sad about a character so brutally cast away. So you know what I do? I write about it!

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. I'll be back with another chapter soon, along with updates for the rest of my fanfics!

UPDATE: I revamped the entire first chapter since I didn't feel like it was a very good prologue. Also, I keep changing the story summary! XD, I don't know, it just never feels just right to me, but I think this one will be a keeper. Tell me what you guys think about it!